I'm not a racist. It breaks my heart when people think that about me. I heard two people speaking Spanish in a Dunkin' Donuts and I asked them, very politely, where they were from. Because we speak American here, I told them. That's our National language and we should be proud of that. But did they listen to me? Hell no, they kept yacking away in their other country's language and I said maybe you should leave if you can't obey the rules and one of them called me pendejo. Like I'm supposed to know what that means.
Gregory Patterson is a writer living in Florida.